"Who is outside the door of the quiet room!" Mo Qianqiu pushed open the door of his quiet room. He had already told his disciples that he wanted to go into seclusion and would not allow anyone to disturb him near his quiet room.
He was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with some magical herbs growing in a small clay pot hanging on his body.
When the young man heard Mo Qianqiu's voice and turned around, the spiritual herbs began to sway, and the porcelain bottles and earthenware jars collided with each other, as if they had hit the young man's gentle spiritual energy, and the crisp sounds they made also brought with them a bit of refreshing joy.
"I am Li Che from Tai Ling Pavilion." The young man tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "I knocked on the door of your quiet room, but you didn't answer me."
Mo Qianqiu then remembered that Kunwu, the medical master of Tailing Pavilion, had sent his junior fellow apprentice to Qianqiu Palace to get a medicinal ingredient, which was a kind of scorpion that was unique to Qianqiu Ruins.
I just didn’t expect that Kunwu’s junior brother would look so young.
"Why are you knocking on my door?" Mo Qianqiu's anxiety was still rising and boiling, but the young man's peaceful aura soothed him, so his tone was much better than before.
"You are obsessed with this. Didn't you realize that the Demon Lord Wangsha almost entered your quiet room with his soul?"
Mo Qianqiu was shocked. Wangsha was one of the seven demon lords in Demon City. They were all followers of the evil spirit Chaos.
He took a deep breath. If the Demon Lord really possessed him, not only would his nearly thousand years of cultivation be lost, but even his Yuandan might be stolen by the other party.
Mo Qianqiu looked back at his own quiet room, only to find that a large spell was carved on the door by spiritual energy, which created a barrier that blocked all living beings from all directions.
"This is… "
"This is the great evil-warding spell of our Tailing Pavilion—the Tailing Qingyuan Spell." The young man replied.
Mo Qianqiu was stunned. Although he knew very well that a cultivator's appearance could not reflect his true age, this boy was so young... Could it be that he had formed a pill and entered the realm of power when he was a teenager? That was why he always looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old.
Since he is Kunwu's junior fellow apprentice, his cultivation level should not be underestimated.
"What kind of problem did you encounter that made you so obsessed that even Wangsha wanted to eat your soul?"
Mo Qianqiu smiled and thought that it would be okay to tell the boy.
"It's because of the Universal Lock."
"Universal Lock?" The boy's eyes lit up. "I have never seen the Universal Lock before! Can you show it to me?"
Perhaps because he had been tired for too long, the boy's expression became lively and he would like someone to talk to him.
Moreover, the people who had been helping him unlock the system were all from Qianqiu Palace. Now that an outsider has come to take a look, perhaps they may have a different idea.
"Come with me."
Mo Qianqiu handed the box to the boy, and the boy crossed his legs, held the box, and began to study it with great interest.
"Master told me and my two senior brothers that if we can open this box, we can find a way to break through the state of 'entry'."
Mo Qianqiu looked at the young man in front of him holding the box with his face almost touching the lock. He thought it was both cute and funny.
"But I know that the so-called Dharma door does not exist at all. Everything is a cycle of cause and effect. How can a small universal lock lock it?"
The boy tilted his head, squinted his eyes, knocked, and felt the box all over.
"Master said there is a way, so it will come naturally. If you can't unlock the Universal Lock, just give it back to me."
Mo Qianqiu reached out to take the box back, but the boy grabbed his hand.
"Wait, if I can open this box, how are you going to thank me?"
The young man supported his knee with one hand, stretched his neck and looked at Mo Qianqiu, his eyes full of cunning.
"How do you want me to thank you?" Mo Qianqiu refused to believe it. He and his senior brother had spent so much time to unlock the Universal Lock, but this young man could actually unlock it
"Two conditions." The boy stretched out his finger.
"What do you think."
"First, call me Master."
"What?" Mo Qianqiu frowned, "My master, the master of Qianqiu Palace, is as famous as your senior brother Kunwu, but I have to call you 'Master'. Are you humiliating our Qianqiu Palace?"
"Is it that serious? I've been in Tailing Pavilion for so long, and everyone in the pavilion is a disciple of my senior brother Kunwu. They all call me 'little uncle', 'little uncle', and no one calls me 'master'. I just want to satisfy my addiction to being a master, otherwise... when no one is around, you call me 'master'?"
The boy's expectant look was inexplicably funny.
Mo Qianqiu thought, he is Kunwu's junior fellow apprentice, in terms of seniority he is actually on the same level as the current Qianqiu Palace Master, so it wouldn't be a disadvantage to call him "Master" when he is alone, just like playing with a child.
"Okay. What's the second condition?"
When the boy heard the word "yes", his eyes almost lit up.
"The second condition is very simple. If I am in trouble in the future, you must help me."
"You want to be my 'master', but you still need me, your apprentice, to protect you. Isn't that ridiculous?"
Mo Qianqiu also became interested and sat cross-legged opposite the boy, watching him fiddle with the box.
"Alas... For me, although I have been a minor cultivator for 600 years," the young man stretched out his hand and made a six gesture, "but the higher you go, the more dangerous the heavenly tribulation will be... I am afraid of death, so I just stay in the realm of 'entering the state'."
Mo Qianqiu was shocked: "You have only cultivated for 600 years... and you can already cast the Tailing Qingyuan Great Curse to resist the invasion of the Demon Lord?"
"I helped you block the Demon Lord's Yuanshen. If the Demon Lord was right in front of me and wanted to take your Dan Yuan, I would have no choice but to run away. As for our Tailing Pavilion's Anti-Evil Curse, you know that all things are negative and positive, and they grow while the other grows. For the Anti-Evil Curse to be effective, the person casting the curse must not have such delusions. You're lucky, I have no obsession in my heart, and I used the Qingyuan Curse to absorb your obsession, but if I didn't have any obsession myself..."
"It's like a drop in the ocean. It has no effect on you."
"Yes. If you are an evil spirit that feeds on hunger, then I can't help you. I love eating the most, but I feel hungry every day." The boy touched his stomach.
"Okay, if you are in danger in the future, as long as you are within my reach, I will protect you no matter how hard it takes, no matter how hard it is." Mo Qianqiu replied.
"I've been waiting for you to say this!"
"Then tell me quickly, how can I open the lock?"
The young man nodded and smiled, pressing the box and said, "The Universal Lock does not lock the box, but your eyes and your heart. If your eyes and heart are locked, you will never be able to open the box."
After saying that, the young man grabbed Mo Qianqiu's hand and pressed his fingers on the side of the box. A light spiritual power was transmitted from the young man's fingertips to Mo Qianqiu's fingers. With a push, the box was actually opened from the side.
Mo Qianqiu was stunned: "How could it be... is it like this..."
"Your master only told you to open the box, but he didn't tell you that the box was locked by the Universal Lock, right? You tried so hard to open the box upwards, but you didn't expect that the Universal Lock was just a trick. The box has never been locked. You only need to inject spiritual energy into the side of the box, break the spiritual seal of the box, and then you can open it."
At that moment, it was like I had been lost for so long that I was about to dry up and die, but suddenly the world opened up and I was reborn.
The young man raised his finger and lightly flicked it on Mo Qianqiu's forehead.
"This is the method your master gave you! It tells you not to be fooled by the phenomena before your eyes. Once you get caught up in obsession, you will not be able to see the true Tao."
"The more I want to solve it, the harder it becomes. It turns out that I was thinking too complicated. In fact, the solution is so simple." Mo Qianqiu sighed.
"Yes, don't be locked up by your own obsession. How can the vastness of the sky and the sea be trapped by a small universal lock? Let nature take its course, and everything will be natural."
Mo Qianqiu was filled with emotion. He had already known the truth that the young man talked about, but there is a huge difference between knowing and understanding.
At this moment, he truly "enlightened".
"Thank you for your advice, Master." Mo Qianqiu said with a smile.
That day, Mo Qianqiu took the box to see his master.
"I already understand the truth that Master wants me to comprehend. I just don't know what's in the box?"
"Have you met Li Chejun from Tailing Pavilion?"
"Exactly."
"Then you can give him the seeds in the box. He likes to plant magical herbs, and only he can make this bunch of magical herbs sprout."
"Give it to him? Why?" Mo Qianqiu was puzzled.
"You and Li Che-jun have a predestined relationship of master and disciple in previous lives. Now that the fate has come, you can take the things in the box and become my disciple, right?"
"But I am clearly a disciple of Qianqiu Palace. Master, have you heard about the agreement between me and Li Chejun? Li Chejun is young at heart, and I am just..."
"He has taught you before, so it is not too much for you to take him as your master. Once a master, always a master, and you will always be a disciple of Qianqiu Palace. Go."
When Mo Qianqiu took the box to find Li Chejun, he had already left.
A hundred days later, there was a great battle between immortals and demons. Mo Qianqiu looked up at the sea of swords rolling above the sky in Wuyi Realm. The world was changing drastically, and the four sword sects fell. His heart ached suddenly.
He flew his sword straight up to the sky and saw a silver light about to disappear in the sea of swords.
He promised him that as long as he was within reach, he would be protected by any means necessary.
But Li Chejun... eventually died in a place beyond his reach.
The past is gone. Mo Qianqiu lowered his head to take a look at the seeds in the box and fiddled with them gently: "Li Chejun, I hope you can fulfill your responsibilities as a master this time."
In the icy and snowy Beiming, the originally huge soul of the spirit beast Lie shrank at this moment and attached itself to its body.
The cold wind was as sharp as a knife, and Lie Xin lay on the glacier, dying.
The battle just now has destroyed countless thousand-year-old icebergs. There are crumbling ice peaks everywhere, and a long, deep, huge crack has appeared on the ice field.
“Yang Cang… as a sword master in the Wuyi realm… you should have guarded the Wuyi Sword Sea… but you actually entered the secular world… and even went on a killing spree in my Beiming…” Lie Xin used the remaining strength to rebuke the invader who had no reverence for the lonely Beiming.
On the edge of a cliff high above the glacier, a tall figure loomed in the wind and frost.
Shu Wuxi lowered his eyes, and wherever his gaze reached, the glacier was collapsing.
Lie Xin's body was sliding on the ice, and was about to fall into the endless black abyss little by little.
"If you give me the skin, you won't have to die, and I won't have to start killing people."
Shu Wuxi's voice penetrated the wind and frost and landed on Lie's ears.
Like the echo of Hell's Asura.
Lie Xin was suppressed by countless sword formations. The wind, frost, snow and rain that fell into the formations were immediately absorbed by the power of the sword formations. Lie soon couldn't even speak.
"My... my skin... what use are you going to have for it? If you don't explain clearly, I won't give it to you until I die."
It is an ancient spiritual beast with precious bloodline. Even if it dies, it must not be used to do anything harmful to the world.
"I want to make a bone-warming coat."
There was a loud noise, and another ice peak collapsed under the pressure of the sword formation. Lie Xin was getting closer and closer to the ice abyss.
"My fur, flesh and blood are originally extremely cold... You made my skin into a bone-attached garment, who do you want to give it to?"
"Myself."
After hearing this, Lie Xin burst into laughter.
"For yourself? You put on this extremely cold bone-attaching garment for yourself? Why?"
"To touch someone I can't touch."
"Since you're not using it to harm anyone, take it!"
After saying that, Lie Xin raised his claws and tore off all the skin on his back, which was less than half shed.
In an instant, the spiritual blood flowed out, flooding the ice field like sea water.
Shu Wuxi hooked his finger, and the piece of skin came to his side. He pinched the edge of the skin with both hands and dripped a few drops of "Qing Ye Zhui Xuan Tian". In an instant, the skin turned into a silver gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, wrapping him up completely.
Lie was stunned: "I didn't expect... you really gave it to yourself... Don't regret it, if it weren't for the raging wind, you wouldn't be able to melt this bone-cold clothing."
"I just hope the fire doesn't burn too fiercely and melt this bone-attaching garment too early. Otherwise, I will come and peel your skin off again."
Shu Wuxi turned around calmly and waved his sleeves. The spiritual energy, carrying endless wind and snow, covered Lie Xin's body, which was constantly bleeding with spiritual blood, and pushed him away from the edge of the ice crack.
Feeling that the power of the sword formation on his body was being removed, Lie dropped his hands and stamped his feet.
"Yang Cang - if you have the guts, just kill me! And why are you trying to peel off my skin?"
"What do you mean you are too strong? My skin is the coldest thing!"
"Wait! Where did you come from? Tell me clearly!"
Shu Wuxi's figure had long gone, leaving only the lingering roar.
At this time, Lu Xiaochan was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, with the long rib placed on his legs.
"It's so boring! When will Brother Wuxi come back?"
Lu Xiaochan pulled hard at the Locking Fairy Silk on her wrist, but there was no response at all.
The old liar Kunwu said that as long as he was locked up by the Immortal Locking Silk, Shu Wuxi would know where Lu Xiaochan was no matter where he went.
"But why is it that Shu Wuxi knows where I am, but I can't know where he is?"
At this time, Qingyao pushed the door open and came in, put the food on the table, and immediately knelt down in front of Lu Xiaochan's bed.
"Master uncle, Qing Yao was possessed by an evil spirit and almost harmed Master uncle. Please punish me!"
"Get up, get up! It's embarrassing for a cultivator to be possessed by an evil spirit! But you're lucky that you didn't lose your Dan Yuan!"
"Qing Yao's cultivation is not good enough, I think the evil spirit is too disdainful to take Qing Yao's Dan Yuan."
"Oh, so that's it! Then you shouldn't work too hard on your cultivation in the future." Lu Xiaochan said seriously.
"What?" Qing Yao raised his head and looked at Lu Xiaochan.
"If you practice too hard, the spiritual energy in your Dan Yuan will become more and more abundant. Then the next time an evil spirit invades your body, your Dan Yuan will definitely be lost!" Lu Xiaochan looked at Qing Yao as if he were a fool.
Suddenly, he was hit on the head by a magic fruit.
"You little brat, don't teach our disciples bad things! It's ok that you don't work hard yourself, but you dare to teach others bad things!"
It was Kunwu who walked in, holding a plate of freshly picked fruits in his hands.
At this moment, a bolt of thunder flashed across the sky above Tailing Pavilion and struck Luoxing Lake, falling directly into the lake water. Kunwu's spiritual beast, the ray, was hit.
Kunwu turned around in shock, closed his eyes and dispersed his spiritual energy. His consciousness left his body and saw countless black evil spirits gathering outside Tailing Pavilion, like thick ink rolling and covering the sky. He said, "Not good! The evil spirits that invaded Qingyao are just spies of the Demon Lord Lu Li! Now that he knows that you, Xiao Chan, are here, he has gathered a large number of evil spirits to attack!"
"Me? Does he want my Dan Yuan?" Lu Xiaochan thought, how come I have become such a popular person
Kunwu pulled Lu Xiaochan up from the couch and said, "Take Chang Yan's ribs with you..."
"You want me to take Chang Yan's ribs and leave Tai Ling Pavilion?" Lu Xiaochan grabbed Kun Wu's sleeve, "Don't be silly! If the evil spirit army besieged your Tai Ling Pavilion, how would I escape? Do you have a dog hole here for me to crawl into?"
Kunwu slapped his thigh and said, "The Lord of Qianqiu Palace reminded me before that the Demon Lord Lu Li would not give up easily. I didn't expect him to be so bold as to gather evil spirits to attack us in broad daylight!"
“Then hurry up! Call that...that Qianqiu Palace Master back to save us! He seems to be very powerful!” Lu Xiaochan said while constantly pulling her Locking Immortal Ribbon.
Brother Wuxi! Come back soon!
That devil wants to eat me like Tang Monk’s flesh!
"I'm afraid Mo Qianqiu has already returned to Dongxu! Even if he comes, he won't be able to break through the barrier of evil spirits for a while! But if there is external help, I will cast the Tailing Qingyuan Great Curse inside the barrier, attacking from both inside and outside, which should be able to dissolve this evil spirit."
At this time, Ziqiao and others also arrived.
"Master, the barrier of evil spirits is too thick! We can't send out our distress signal!"
Kunwu raised his head, as if feeling the thickness of the gathering of evil spirits.
"All disciples, listen up! Spell the curse! Even if our Tailing Pavilion is not a sword sect, we cannot let the Demon Lord look down on us! Yu Xie—"
No matter how advanced their cultivation was, all the disciples in Tailing Pavilion put down what they were doing and stood ready.
They sat cross-legged on the spot, closed their eyes and concentrated, and cast countless Tailing Qingyuan spells, which went upwards, gathered together, and intertwined into a giant spell, which forcibly suppressed the evil spirit that was about to crush Tailing Pavilion.
The precarious feeling of oppression eased, and Lu Xiaochan thought that it was worthy of being a legitimate sect. Even if Tailing Pavilion practiced medical techniques that had no lethality, it did not mean that many medical practitioners did not have the ability to eliminate demons and defend the way of justice.
However, the number of evil spirits suddenly doubled, pressing down heavily, and many medical practitioners fought hard to resist.
The spiritual energy around Kunwu surged up, and the powerful spiritual pressure went upward like Kunpeng soaring into the clouds. It not only strengthened the Tailing Qingyuan Curse of all the disciples, but also continuously refined the evil spirits in the curse, causing the power of the curse to continue to increase, and even went from the initial resistance to engulfing the evil spirits.
Lu Xiaochan's keen eyes saw this spiritual battle clearly.
How the spiritual energy above Tailing Pavilion has increased exponentially, and how the evil spirits have continued to increase.
The two sides are competing against each other, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.
"Xiao Chan, have you seen the Demon Lord Lu Li?" Kunwu asked.
Lu Xiaochan narrowed his eyes, and in the thick black evil energy, he saw a turbulent flow that continued to gather, as if a crack had appeared in the sky.
"In the northeast direction!" Lu Xiaochan raised his hand and pointed.
Kunwu sneered, "To capture the thief, we must first serve the king! The Demon Lord is not staying in the Demon City. Since you have come to my Tailing Pavilion with such a swagger, let me refine you and improve my cultivation!"
Lu Xiaochan became nervous. He knew in his heart that the Demon Lord's sudden attack was related to his staying in Tailing Pavilion.
If Kunwu really cannot suppress the demon lord Lu Li, then it is better to let Lu Li take away his Dan Yuan than for the entire Tailing Pavilion to perish.
But... since he is an evil spirit, how could he stop just because he is willing to offer Dan Yuan
"You old liar! Do you have a method to cast a curse?"
Lu Xiaochan thought that when he had his Dan Yuan slightly lit up, if he didn't use the hundred years of spiritual power that Shu Wuxi had given him, when would he use it
"You have lit the incense, so study hard on your own!"
After Kunwu finished speaking, the spiritual energy around his body surged, and another large formation broke through the air and went straight into the sky - Tai Ling Chong Xiao Curse.
Lu Xiaochan jumped down and lit the incense burner on the table, thinking to himself: Show me what spell can teach Demon Lord Lu Li a lesson!
The smoke rose up and turned into a letter.
Lu Xiaochan's wisdom eyes could only see the spiritual energy of living things. However, after being read by countless medical practitioners and medicine saints, the scriptures in Tailing Pavilion were also contaminated with their spirituality, allowing Lu Xiaochan to see the handwriting formed by the spiritual energy.
It turns out that the "Tailing Chongxiao Curse" was transformed from the Chongxiao Sword Formation in the unintentional realm.
The Chongxiao Sword Formation is not a sword formation that binds spirits, but a killing move, so the Tailing Chongxiao Curse that evolved from it is naturally also a great curse that can kill and refine evil spirits.
"Brother, if you want to cast a spell, you must clear your mind and not have any distracting or evil thoughts!"
"I understand! If Tai Ling Pavilion's anti-evil spell is to be used to refine and dispel evil thoughts, the person casting the spell must not have evil thoughts!"
Lu Xiaochan clasped her hands on the edge of the table and looked at the page of "Tai Ling Chong Xiao Curse" very seriously.
The battle between Kunwu and the Demon Lord Luli became more and more intense. The situation changed, and the Demon Lord's evil energy was pressing in. The entire Tailing Pavilion seemed to sense that the end was near and began to tremble in the clash of spiritual powers.
Countless medical practitioners were frightened by the evil spirit of the Demon Lord and vomited blood.
The Tailing Qingyuan Curse that restrains the evil cloud is becoming weaker and weaker.
Some evil spirits actually jumped in.
Ziqiao led his fellow disciples to cast a spell to refine the evil spirits while supporting the Tailing Qingyuan Curse above their heads.
"How come it's been so long and no sect has come to help our Tailing Pavilion!" Ziqiao had cold sweat on his back.
"It's not time yet! These so-called Xuanmen Sword Sects all want to see how much strength our Tailing Pavilion still has after the battle between immortals and demons! They want to watch the Demon Lord consume our Tailing Pavilion's strength, and then appear on the scene with a righteous look to slay the evil! So that our Tailing Pavilion will be grateful!"
The author has something to say: Lu Xiaochan: Come quickly! The monster is coming!
Shu Wuxi: …
Lu Xiaochan: Monk Sha and Zhu Bajie are both finished!
Shu Wuxi: …
Lu Xiaochan: Where is my Monkey King
Shu Wuxi: I just finished beating the monsters and I'll be back soon. Be good and don't make trouble.
Lie Xin: Right! Be good and stop making trouble! Otherwise he will come back and skin me alive again!